User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/A Rewrite of Redwall: Loamhedge/@comment-3474228-20150411011357/@comment-2246928-20150430154203

The squirrel followed him, grinning in anticipation as she looked out towards the wooded horizon. "Redwall. 'Gates, how I've learned t' miss ye. Sounds so strange, don't it? T' think we'd e'er return..." Saro's eyes shined in the sunlight of a morning swiftly fading to give way to noon. "Off to the Abbey kitchens, Brag, me hearty."